Tell Us Something You Suck At

I suck at most everything, but to be specific; I suck at keeping myself to myself. My mouth or my fingertips always be going, spilling every thought or emotion out onto the world like dropping my load on strangers.

I suck at being able to see myself clearly, without trying to soften or roughen the edges. My story about myself in my head is never quite right. It leads to inconsistencies in the way I am with others. I'm always the villain or the hero, never just the bystander.

I suck at being plain spoken and simple. I always seem to become over dramatic and wordy, unless I'm just fucking broken down to dust. Even that statement is overly dramatic.

I suck at people. I cannot understand or communicate with any of them. None of them understand or relate to me in any way. I have actually considered myself a different species for a long time. The only one of my kind, and unwelcome.

I suck at doing things. At following through, even on my own interests. The interest rises and then it just...fades. I wish I could get back the energy I had when I was a kid and would spend DAYS drawing or writing by myself, happily. I wish I could apply that to whatever I wanted.
 
I suck at keeping in touch with people, even those I truly enjoy spending time with.

I’m great at making friends and getting to know people but my anxiety tells me no one wants to hear from me or want me to reach out. Truly I think it’s just that I never let people in, always keep them at arm’s length so they lose interest.
I am working on this, but it’s quite hard.
 
I suck at eating healthy. I love fruits and vegetables, I can even go without sweets, but potatoes and bread are my weakness.🍞🥔😀
 
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I suck at most everything, but to be specific; I suck at keeping myself to myself. My mouth or my fingertips always be going, spilling every thought or emotion out onto the world like dropping my load on strangers.

I suck at being able to see myself clearly, without trying to soften or roughen the edges. My story about myself in my head is never quite right. It leads to inconsistencies in the way I am with others. I'm always the villain or the hero, never just the bystander.

I suck at being plain spoken and simple. I always seem to become over dramatic and wordy, unless I'm just fucking broken down to dust. Even that statement is overly dramatic.

I suck at people. I cannot understand or communicate with any of them. None of them understand or relate to me in any way. I have actually considered myself a different species for a long time. The only one of my kind, and unwelcome.

I suck at doing things. At following through, even on my own interests. The interest rises and then it just...fades. I wish I could get back the energy I had when I was a kid and would spend DAYS drawing or writing by myself, happily. I wish I could apply that to whatever I wanted.
Nevin, you are very good at being you. And you are very good at being insightful into yourself. And you are very good at being brave about admitting to your feelings. And I disagree that you suck at communicating. I think you're honest. And I think more people like you than you probably realize.
 
I suck at keeping in touch with people, even those I truly enjoy spending time with.

I’m great at making friends and getting to know people but my anxiety tells me no one wants to hear from me or want me to reach out. Truly I think it’s just that I never let people in, always keep them at arm’s length so they lose interest.
I am working on this, but it’s quite hard.
🤗🤗🤗
 
Drawing, it feels like there’s some part of my brain that’s just missing, I don’t understand how people can draw so well
 
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